Chapter 43: Some postures can't be played with

  "Wen Yuan, come on, let's get started! I'll go first!" Zhao Xing's drunken voice echoed from the living room.

  "I can't drink anymore, brother, I really can't... Please don't force me to drink again......" Zhang Liao said dizzily before passing out on the table.

  "Haha, you all heard it, I didn't force him, he admitted defeat himself!" Zhao Xing said with a smile to the crowd, completely disregarding the disdainful glances from his subordinates - "Cut it out, drinking 25-degree wine and comparing wins and losses with someone who drinks 75-degree wine, how dare you say you didn't bully him?"

  One night, the host and guest were having a great time, and Zhang Liao was settled in. Zhao Xing, half drunk and half awake, walked towards the backyard. When he arrived at Xu Wanting's door, he saw a figure huddled by the window, scribbling away, but didn't know what they were doing. Zhao Xing thought it was his wife Xu Wanting, so he snuck up quietly, with three parts of strength in An Lushan's claw, and patted the slightly raised buttocks.

  "Ah!" A cry of surprise, the person turned around in terror, but it was Xu Wanlin. The four eyes met, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Zhao Xing was surprised that he had taken the wrong person, playing a trick on himself. Xu Wanlin was surprised that Zhao Xing usually avoided him, but today, for some reason, he was teasing her in front of his sister.

  "Wanlin, what's wrong?" Xu Wanting asked with concern after hearing the cry of surprise from outside the window.

  "Ah, nothing, just a mouse ran past my feet and scared me..."

  "Wanlin, it's so late, why aren't you resting? What are you drawing here?" Zhao Xing took advantage of the wine's effect and pinched Wanlin's little butt again, taking revenge for being squeezed by her continuously in recent days.

  "You're going to kill me, can't you touch more gently? You're killing me!" Xǔ Wǎnlín gave Zhào Xīng a white eye, but didn't stop him from crossing the line, and continued to turn around and draw on the window.

  Zhao Xing curiously stretched out his hands from both sides of Xu Wanlin's shoulders to prop up the windowsill and leaned forward to take a look. From behind, it was a very ambiguous posture.

  Originally, the windows were painted with some big fat baby heads, and there was a hint of Zhao Xing's appearance. Zhao Xing looked at these paintings in a daze, thinking that he had been married to Xu Wanting for over a year, and although they worked hard every night, Xu Wanting's belly didn't show any signs of movement, which was also puzzling. Maybe it was because both of their ages hadn't reached the optimal fertility period yet? Zhao Xing comforted himself like this.

  "Ah, what are you two doing!" But then came a shout of surprise from behind, it was Xu Wanting. The two people by the window turned their heads at the same time and saw Xu Wanting covering her mouth with an expression of utter incredulity. Before they could explain, Xu Wanting darted into the house like a wounded rabbit.

  It wasn't until now that the two of them realized their current position was extremely improper. Even Xu Wanlin, who usually didn't care about such things, had her face flushed all the way to the back of her ears. "This is all because of you, you dead man! How am I supposed to explain this to my sister?" Xu Wanlin said with a hint of blame.

  "It's nothing, I'll go talk!" Zhao Xing took the opportunity to pinch that elastic little butt again and swayed into the house. After a good explanation from Zhao Xing, Xu Wanting finally believed that nothing had happened between them, but still asked persistently "Honestly, are you interested in Wanting?"

  "No, nothing's going on, I just think of her as a little sister..." someone replied with a guilty conscience.

  "You don't have to rush, my sister and I will eventually be yours. But Wenyin is still young and her heart is not stable. If she loses her virginity too early, she might get trapped in the pleasure of love and won't be able to extricate herself..." Xiu Wenyin said with some worry.

  "You think of your husband as what kind of person, how could I be so desperate that I would hit on Wenlin?" Zhao Xing said with some complaint. "What a joke, when I made a move on you initially, I struggled with my thoughts for half a day!" Although Zhao Xing was sometimes frivolous, he had limits. Tonight, although he took advantage of the wine to take liberties with his sister-in-law several times, it was mostly playful and didn't involve any "lower body thoughts". With Xu Wanting and Hu Xiang'er at home, that was enough for him to enjoy.

  "Husband, it's late at night, go to bed early." Xǔ Wǎntíng suddenly said with some hesitation.

  "Um, okay, today was busy with Zhang Wenyuan's matter, and I'm really tired." After finishing speaking, Zhao Xing took off his clothes and went to bed.

  "Husband, you...do you want to try that pose from just now..." A buzzing mosquito-like voice entered Zhao Xing's ears.

  "What was the pose just now? Oh...... um...... wow...... I've been thinking about it even in my dreams!" Suddenly, Zhao Xing's beastly nature burst forth as he pulled up the bed curtains... (The next several thousand words are omitted!)

  On the second day, Zhao Xing, who had been asked by Xu Wanting for a whole night, got out of bed with dark eye sockets and weak legs. It is said that women are tigers, and now even Zhao Xing, who claims to be the mighty tiger of the party, has deeply felt its taste. "The most wanted to hear is - Husband, I want! The most feared to hear is - Husband, I still want! Who summarized this? It's really too vivid and too vivid." Zhao Xing muttered to himself as he walked out.

  Right in front of him, he saw Li Jin Si, who had gone to Luoyang to "spend money and give gifts", walking into the house with excitement, holding a bundle of scrolls in his hand, roughly looking at it, there were more than ten.

  "Xing Ge, so many officials, so many officials!" Li Jin Si was excited and thrilled, his face filled with irrepressible excitement.

  "Oh, wasn't it about spending money to buy official positions? How did some masters bring them back to the manor? Where were those officials placed?" Zhao Xing asked with some confusion.

  "It's not that many officials have come! It's just that we went to Luoyang this time and bought back many official positions. The documents in my arms are all appointment letters with the emperor's seal on them!" Li Jin thought, hurrying to clarify the misunderstanding of Zhao Xing.

  "Where is Mr. Wen?" Zhao Xing snatched the bundle of appointment scrolls and held them tightly in his arms, as if afraid someone would snatch them away.

  "Wen and Mr. returned home, saying that he would change his clothes and come to the council hall, let me come first to report the good news to you!" Li Jin thought with a smile, with a look of meritorious minister.

  "Li Tiezhu, gather everyone to the discussion hall! If Zhang Liao has woken up, call him over as well..." Zhao Xing instructed Li Tiezhu, who was already waiting in the backyard.